The 69-year-old performance poet on not owning a mobile phone, going to bed at 5am and why he hates badminton
I thrive on four hours. There is always something on telly, and I consider the morning hours to be golden. I go to bed about 4-5am and I’m up by 10 at the latest. There are only three things that stop me sleeping: hunger, the odd bad dream and cramp in the arches of my feet – it’s crippling, as if somebody’s trying to tie your foot in a reef knot.
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